Gao Wu Da Qin: You don't want your secret to be known, do you?

Chapter 25: Either do nothing, or do it ruthlessly!

The following day, the heavy snow continued, and the north wind howled.

The broken lamppost across from the window hasn't been repaired yet; the Longcheng municipal construction team said they'd come and fix it after the snow stops.

"one!"

"two……!"

In the bedroom, Qin Feng did push-ups while reflecting on his murderous experience at the flea market.

I was too young and too reckless!

Although I have lived two lives and know many profound truths about life, I have experienced too little of life myself.

In other words, one has a high level of theoretical knowledge but limited practical skills, commonly known as being all talk and no action.

If only I hadn't been so greedy last time, and hadn't tried to blackmail someone using their secrets, I wouldn't have committed manslaughter.

Therefore, in terms of the motive for murder, his excessive greed was a major weakness in his character!

Wanting everything and trying to get everything will only hurt you in the end!

I was lucky to escape unscathed this time, since that place was a gray area.

What if the place where I killed someone wasn't a flea market, but some other place with surveillance cameras or something? Wouldn't I be in danger?

It's one thing to put yourself in danger, but to put your parents in danger is not worth it.

They've finally achieved this peaceful life; there's no need to drag them into all that fighting and killing.

Some might say, didn't Gai Nie give her a purple clay wine pot?

Yes, Gai Nie would cover for him, but strictly speaking, Qin Feng was no longer a disciple of Guigu. He didn't want this matter to involve the sect, as it would leave the sect with the impression that he had failed in his duties.

If this gets back to Guigu, what will people say about them?

You, Qin Feng, have caused such a huge uproar over killing one person, implicating your parents and forcing your sect to seek help. You're nothing but a useless piece of trash!

If this were to get out, how would Wei Zhuang, the Lord of Quicksand who has killed countless people, and Gai Nie, the Sword Saint whose flying sword is invincible from a hundred paces away, view themselves?

They would think they were stupid!

If killing someone is this difficult, what's the point of learning the Art of Diplomacy? You dare to call yourself a disciple of the Art of Diplomacy?

You dare call yourself a strongman?

The strong can kill millions and are invincible. You are forced into such a passive position when you kill one person. If you are not capable of killing anyone, then what are you going to do?

Therefore, Qin Feng understood that Gai Nie's token had a usage threshold; it could only be used against truly invincible powerhouses, such as the heads of the various schools of thought or grandmaster-level experts!

Only under such circumstances, by presenting the token, can one avoid being looked down upon by Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang, and might even be seen as quite capable by them! After all, who can anger a true master? Only a true master can provoke another true master! This also proves, to some extent, that one is a true master, and that the sect made the right choice in accepting one!

If even petty thieves need tokens, then I'm not qualified to enter Guigu!

Having understood this principle, Qin Feng was even less likely to use a token to resolve such a trivial matter. ♣☝ ❻➈รн𝓾𝓍.𝔠𝐨ϻ 🎀♦

Qin Feng concluded that in the future, one should not be so greedy, nor should one be so reckless and impulsive. One should consider things carefully before making a move, and always keep a low profile. One should not act for the sake of momentary pleasure!

Even if you do take action, you should pay special attention to whether there is surveillance footage! Are there any witnesses? Should you kill the witnesses as well?

In short, either don't do it at all, or do it thoroughly!

"A thousand!"

"Finish!"

Qin Feng changed into a white windbreaker, then took out the contact lenses he had swiped last time. Today, Qin Feng had an idea: to go to the martial arts gym!

Why go to a martial arts school?

Qin Feng had grown fond of martial arts, especially his confidence in himself! "I became this strong after just one look at the underground boxing ring! If I learn more, won't I become even stronger?"

To learn true, orthodox martial arts, one must go to a martial arts school, or rather, to the schools of thought of the Hundred Schools of Thought.

However, the various schools of thought are still quite far from Qin Feng. He is about to go to Xianyang. If he doesn't know how to use his trump card, Qin Feng will feel very insecure about his trip to Xianyang!

The martial arts school is a special place in Da Qin. 🐙☢ ♣☢

The Qin Dynasty established itself through military force, taking a different path from the other six states.

Although science and humanities were also very advanced in the Qin Dynasty, martial arts were the most popular subject among the people of Qin. Whether in the common people or in the imperial court, the people of Qin were known for their fierce and valiant nature!

The fierce folk customs have led to the worship of the strong and warriors, especially the super-powerful ones who can defeat a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand men!

The royal family of Qin also greatly admired the strong. The great-grandfather's elder brother of the current King Ying Zheng of Qin, who was also the twenty-seventh ruler of Qin—King Wu of Qin, Ying Dang, was an extremely fanatical martial arts fanatic. During his reign, he was obsessed with martial arts competitions and appointed strongmen such as Ren Bi, Wu Huo, and Meng Shuo as high-ranking officials. Later, King Wu competed with Meng Shuo in lifting the "Dragon Pattern Red Cauldron". As a result, the cauldron slipped from his hand, breaking his shinbone and causing him to die at the young age of twenty-three. His posthumous title was Lie!

Ying Dang used his life to demonstrate the importance of martial arts to the Qin Dynasty.

The people of Qin could choose not to learn the Six Arts of Confucianism, and they could choose not to learn space technology, but they could not choose not to practice martial arts!

At that time, along with the popularity of martial arts, there was another important social problem in the Qin Dynasty: martial arts were too popular, and coupled with the fierce and valiant nature of the people of Qin, private fights became rampant!

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Private feuds were rampant and severely depleted the Qin state's strength. Later, Shang Yang's reforms prohibited private feuds, which improved the situation somewhat.

Later, Zhang Yi, a man from Wei, came to Qin and, with his strategic advice, King Wu of Qin decreed that before the coming-of-age ceremony at the age of eighteen, neither men nor women were allowed to practice martial arts! They were only allowed to learn basic skills such as running, jumping, weightlifting, shooting, and horseback riding.

Then, he issued this decree, and the young King Wu of Qin, Ying Dang, who always talked about martial virtue, killed himself the year after Zhang Yi left Qin.

It's remarkable that the way the King of Qin died was comparable to the way the Emperor of Ming died; both were basically elaborate ways to die.

The problem now is that Qin Feng is seventeen years old, and there are still ten months until he turns eighteen!

Now that we're going to the martial arts school, will they let Qin Feng in?

Qin Feng didn't know how before, but he does now. He has invisible camouflage sunglasses. Handan Technology is trustworthy!

Qin Feng changed into his windbreaker and, following the empty street, transformed into a gust of snow wind, howling away!

Longcheng Martial Arts School is located on the central avenue of Longcheng, the most prosperous area of ​​Longcheng. From screws to excavators, from birth to marriage to divorce, you can find everything you can imagine here.

At the very front of Central Avenue, inside Longcheng Mental Hospital, a group of people are gathered at the entrance, expressing their gratitude.

"Thank you so much, Professor Yang, for curing my son! I'm so grateful!"

"Dr. Yang is a miracle worker! My son's mental illness is cured, and he's recently become much better behaved and stopped racing cars!"

"Thank you so much, doctor!"

Surrounded by the crowd, a blond young man in a wheelchair appeared serene and peaceful. He held the Analects in his hands, repeating over and over, "It's all an illusion, all false!"

"How can anyone in this world travel at 300 kilometers per hour?!"

"The speed of sound is only about 1200 kilometers per hour!"

"Could this person travel faster than a quarter of the speed of sound?"

"This is an illusion; Dr. Yang is right!"

The blond-haired young man maneuvered his wheelchair to the side of the street. Looking at the snow-covered street, he recalled the relentless electrotherapy he had received from Professor Yang over the past few days. He painfully put on his most beloved full-body helmet, perhaps to hide the tears that were streaming down his face.

Just then, Dr. Hu Xiao, as the snow wind blew across the face of the blond-haired young man, paused slightly in surprise.

Then, a running figure appeared on the screen of all the helmets, frame by frame. The person had their hands behind their back, their whole body was streamlined, and then they ran like crazy!

The helmets all displayed the number 392 km/h.

In that frame-by-frame screenshot, he was smiling brightly, and even turned around to wave and greet me as he passed by!

The exact same smile, the exact same speed, the exact same way of greeting!

Right in front of me, just now!

Ow—

A scream, the kind of scream only heard during human evolution, echoed throughout the entire street!

"He's here again!"

"I saw it! Humans traveling at 400 kilometers per hour!"

"It's true! I saw him again!"

"He was right in front of me, and he even waved to me!"

"Dad! Mom, believe me, it's true! Someone really ran at 400 kilometers per hour! I saw it with my own eyes, and this is the second time!"

"You can see it on the holographic helmet; it's recorded there!!"

The family members looked at the crazed blond-haired man, their faces filled with endless sorrow.

Professor Yang, who had just been praised as a miracle doctor, suddenly changed his expression. He then stomped on all the helmets in the department, smashing them to pieces, his eyes hardening. "Our hospital promises: no charge if we can't cure you! Free treatment if there's a relapse!"

"Since your young master's illness is so difficult to treat!"

"I've decided to take him to Xianyang for more advanced treatment!"

"I believe that going to Xianyang will definitely bring him to his senses and let him know that even the invincible powerhouse with a peak of 300 Qi and Blood in human history can only run at a mere 100 km/h! Four hundred kilometers per hour—that's the precursor to severe mental illness!"

The parents exclaimed, "Please, Professor Yang, we're counting on you!"

"Thank you, Professor Yang!"

"Son, you must listen to Professor Yang. You're going to Xianyang this time; you need to cooperate with the treatment. Don't go crazy!"

The blond-haired man struggled frantically, shouting, "Mom, Dad, I'm not crazy! I'm really not crazy!"

"That person has appeared again! It really is!"

"I'm telling the truth. Even if you take me to Xianyang, I'll still give the same answer!"

"There really are people who can run 400 kilometers per hour!"

"It's just that he's too fast, exceeding the frame rate capture range of the naked eye..."

Several psychiatric caregivers jumped up and carried Huang Mao back to the psychiatric hospital.

(End of this chapter)